“I just feel like I’m doing three full-time jobs,” she lamented, “my job, being a mom, and managing a home.” She’s my daughter’s choir director at school, and she’s an awesome choir director. She has grown the program from almost nothing to a size she can hardly keep up with.
It’s not the first conversation she and I have had about these things, and, though I haven’t told her this, it’s not the first time I’ve wondered how she fits it all in knowing how much she does for the choirs. The reality is, she doesn’t.
I found it interesting that she didn’t mention being a wife as one of her full-time jobs. From what I can tell, she and her husband have a great relationship. So she’s a full-time wife, a full-time mom, a full-time home manager, and a full-time-and-a-half choir teacher at a middle school. And she can’t give her best to any one thing because she’s spread out too thin.
I really like this woman. She’s done a lot for both my daughters, including my Youngest, even though my Youngest isn’t the one in choir, and so I go up to the school to help her anytime she needs me that I possibly can help her.
Her husband and family pinch hit when she must work late hours up at the school. But, according to what she’s shared, she’s still the main one responsible for the management of the home and the children, along with her full-time job.
I wonder if women like this will encourage their daughters to do the same, even though she admittedly cannot “do it all.” Will she expect her daughter to be able to “do it all?” Will she raise her son to expect his wife to be a woman who can “do it all?”
She loves her job and the fulfillment and notoriety it gives her, but she laments the time she looses with her kids. I wonder if she ever realizes the choice she made.